Long into Epiphany, Christmas is put away.
The Winterking denies the growing of the light, wants me to think he will stay.
Soon, though, come the holy days of light, and then it will be easier to see.
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Long into Epiphany, Christmas is put away.
The Winterking denies the growing of the light, wants me to think he will stay.
Soon, though, come the holy days of light, and then it will be easier to see.